Faithful
Finally, there was nothing inside
All turnt out
Failed
And pulled down
You're well trained
Your eyes of stone
We can't keep clean
It's the mess we wrote
Give me mist to flow into
As gold melts
Her frame
Sinking
You're well-trained
Your eyes of stone
Mirror pane
High, higher
Who's that man?
Your hand
Letting go, oh
I let it feel like water
Pain
Man
Little god
All turnt out
Failed
And pulled down
You're well trained
Your eyes of stone
We can't keep clean
It's the mess we wrote
Give me mist to flow into
As gold melts
Her frame
Sinking
You're well-trained
Your eyes of stone
Mirror pane
High, higher
Who's that man?
Your hand
Letting go, oh
I let it feel like water
Pain
Man
Little god
Credits
Writer(s): Cj Davis
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